Daily Archives: October 7, 2017

Yesterday’s Day Poem was about my encounter with the Wild Turkeys at Laudholm Farm.

Turkey day today…down the lane
at Laudholm, a whole gaggle, hens
and this years young, long past
poults, almost as big as their mothers.
I rode my ebike down to them, and
stopped about 30 feet from the flock,
got off, flipped the kickstand down
and parked…got my camera out…
and still they dottled along the edge
of the road, picking up grain of
some kind, or maybe bugs, in the
short grass. But I knew already
that turkeys have tiny brains…a
car came by and spooked one, so
it ran across the road to my side,
ending up 10 feet in front of me.
I took another step and it fluttered
its wings in a half-hearted attempt
at flight and scuttled back across
the road, running, head well out
and its legs pumping trying to
catch up. I though it might fall on
its face in the middle of the road.
Tiny brains, and certainly some
what primative…and yet, despite
their tasty breasts and drumsticks,
they manage to survive, and are
increasing in numbers all over North
America. They must have some kind
of secret strategy I am not aware of…
some turkey smarts that defies logic.